I'm lucky enough to have tomorrow off as well as today.
There's lesson planning to be done, yes. I've got to ensure that I've figured out some things, and finish up planning a couple units. I should probably track down and print off a couple recipes for my Foods class too. Can't hurt to have a small collection, right?
Still, I really ought to have
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"No, Tony. I'm not. 300 hours of community service."
"This is what I have lawyers for though! To stop this kind of thing!"
"Do you want to know what your lawyers pled you down from?"
"...no. Probably not."
"Exactly. On the bright side--"
"There's a bright--"
"--I've found a place where you can do your time."
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Tony leaned against the hood of his car, arms crossed as he measured up the mansion before him. Old money, he judged. Very old money.
The front door opened, and a guy in highly suspicious sunglasses -- it was November for crying out loud, they were hardly necessary -- came out to meet him.
"Welcome to Xavier's Academy, Mr. Stark," the guy said, offering a hand. "Scott Summers. I'm the headmaster."
He shook Summers' hand. "Tony Stark. Unwilling victim."
It was hard to tell if Summer smiled at this or not. "We'll see," was all he said.
Tony caught the ominous undertone to the two words, and made a mental note to keep an eye on this Summers guy. Never, ever trust the ones in polo-shirts.
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"You're going to be working with some of our teenage students," Summers explained as he lead Tony through the halls of the school. A small pack of what Tony guessed to be ten year olds blew past them.
"No running in the halls," Summers called, hardly raising his voice, and the kids all but skidded to a stop.
"Why the teenagers?"
Summers just smiled. God, the guy was unnerving. Tony's distrust grew even further.
Opening one of the heavy maple-wood doors, they were looking in to a lounge-type room where a group of teens milled around on couches in front of a TV. They all turned to face Summers and Tony.
"Guys, this is Mr. Stark. He's going to be in and out of the school for a while."
"Tony Stark?" one girl (petite, brunette, impossibly wide eyes) asked. "As in the Tony Stark? Stark Industries?"
Summers nodded. "Yes, Katherine. He's going to be spending time with you New Recruits. It's sort of a mentorship thing."
Katherine looked as though she'd just died and gone to heaven. "I'm a huge fan of your work in computer science, Mr. Stark."
The kids were quickly introduced -- Katherine (Kitty, she'd corrected. Call me Kitty.), John (who was flicking a lighter over and over), Bobby (who was murmuring something to Kitty), Marie (who sported gloves indoors), Sam (there was no way a kid should be that tall and lanky), Remy (another sunglasses-wearer), and a set of twins named Jean-Paul and Jeanne-Marie (the matching stares brought "The Shining" to mind).
"Have fun," Summers grinned, and it truly was a grin this time. It showed teeth.
-Fin-
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Or perhaps create the world's first team of exceptionally funded superpowered delinquents, thereby torpedoinh Xavier's dream of peace between humans and mutants forevah!
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Kitty's going to fangirl all over him, and the two of them will actually geek out together over the finer details of AI -- when she meets JARVIS, she's going to end up in Nerdvana. Tony will be pleased to see that there's at least SOMEONE in the next generation that gets it. I forsee a father/daughter dynamic happening.
John would get in to snark-offs with anyone and everyone. Tony in particular, followed closely by Remy. Poor, poor Sam would be the one trying to mediate everything because he comes from such a big family that this is nothing new to him.
(He's Scott's protege, I swear -- Scott's grooming him for first string once he's made roster.)
Marie would watch quietly, and get a couple good barbs in there every once in a while.
The twins? Oh, the twins. They'd just sit in the corner, whispering in french to one another until Tony gets so fed up he decides to become fluent in it. Twenty-four hours later, armed with fluency, he discovers that their dialect is Quebecois, not France-french.
Give him another twenty four hours.
And Scott? He's just going to sit back and laugh his ass off. Maybe over drinks with Pepper, during which they will toast their mutual evil genius.
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I wonder how Wolverine would feel about having a known man-whore like Stark near his girls....
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Hoooboy. Tony's lucky that Logan's off on one of those patented 'find out about my past' journeys. That's all I'm gonna say.
Though in the end, in such a situation, I think Scott might just be inclined to side with Tony. Just a thought. Residual bitterness and whatnot...
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I will never not believe that Wolverine wasn't fucking with Cyclops about Jean. Because movie-Jean was utterly unworthy of any version of Wolverine. And I will firmly LALALALA my way along with my fingers in my ears, and never admit the existence of that waste of money between X2 and XMO:W. Because there is no trilogy. There is no trilogy. There is no trilogy....
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Indeed. No trilogy at all. Because dammit, CYCLOPS IS THE LEADER OF THE X-MEN, NOT WOLVERINE. Logan can be an interesting character, but Scott is team leader. Always.
(Which is why while I enjoyed "Wolverine and the X-Men", I was unimpressed with how they treated Scott.)
My only, only gripe with Scott in the first movie is that one exchange with Logan:
"If I had to say that, she wouldn't be my girl." (BADASS LINE IS BADASS.)
Of course, they made him follow it up with Scott saying just that.
*headdesk to the max* WHY? WHY WOULD YOU RUIN A PERFECT CHARACTER MOMENT?
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I think they did it to make Cyke look horrendously insecure. Which, y' know... worked. *sigh* I've always felt, though, that the casting of the males in the earlier X-movies was much better handled than the casting of the females.
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Scott is evil and conniving, and I love him. I'm fairly sure he and Pepper planned this out with the one goal of driving Tony to the verge of sanity. Or something.
Though Tony and Kitty would get along crazy-well. I refuse to believe any differently.
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-- *GOES. NUCKING. FUTS.*
He shook Summers' hand. "Tony Stark. Unwilling victim."
-- Tony's very smart.
But since Pepper set this up, I think we can all agree Pepper's even smarter.
"Have fun," Summers grinned, and it truly was a grin this time. It showed teeth.
-- THERE IS NOT ENOUGH FUTS TO NUCK. NONE. THE FUTS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING. NUCK.
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Scott's a devious, wonderful bastard and I love him. Sticking Tony with a group of mutant teenagers is a move worthy of a chess-master.
LET US ONLY HOPE THERE ARE FUTS TO NUCK WHEN I BRING OUT THE BOURNE/AVENGERS DAEMON BECAUSE SWEET ZOMBIE BRAINS I AM ACTUALLY WRITING IT.
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